My mama said "Seem like yesterday"
My brother said, he was gonna leave her
Say, he was gonna go and make something of himself
See my brother wants just to be a rapper
And he could rap real good too
He used to have his book
He used to carry around with him all the time
He used to call it a diary
He used to take it everywhere he went
One day he took it to Church when we went to Sunday school
And the Pastor asked him, "What's that you got in your hands"
He said, "This is my diary"
And the Pastor told him that sinners couldn't have no diaries
My brother said he was lying
And my brother said if he couldn't have a diary
'Cause he was a sinner
He would just call it a diary of a sinner
My mama told him, "Don't worry about what Pastor said"
My mama told him, "Don't worry about what nobody said
"If that was your diary, that's gonna be your diary"
That's what my mama said
He said he gonna turn it into an album
And I believe him too
I'm just waitin' one day
One day we gonna turn on the radio